It looks beautiful. Terrifying. Awesome. Ordinary.

It’s a bottomless abyss. It looks greenish. Dry. Watering.

Huge as an ocean. Small as a rathole.

Deep. Within my reach. Two feet. A year light far away.

There is oxygen. Lots of Oc2. Clean air. Rotten air.

My vision is perfect. I hardly see.

Better step out of this spot. It’s alluring and repulsive.

Please Gods, rescue me.

Although it could be useless.

Can not be withdrawn being before the face of Life.

Till the End.

Ernesto Onofre